City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 285 - 285 286 100 Mortality Rate

285: Chapter 286: 100% Mortality Rate 285: Chapter 286: 100% Mortality Rate Zhang Dongliang received a phone call from Liu Ying and hurried to Jinling Hospital.

Upon arriving at Jinling Hospital, when Zhang Dongliang entered the private ward where Zhang Wei was supposed to be, he didn’t see Zhang Wei.

Instead, he saw Zhou Tian sitting outside the ward in the corridor.

“Where is Xiao Wei?”

Zhang Dongliang asked.

“Brother Wei has already been taken to the ICU.”

Zhang Dongliang and Zhou Tian quickly made their way to the ICU and found Liu Ying sitting on a chair in the corridor, her eyes dull and listless.

From the tear stains on her face, it was clear that she had just had a good cry.

“Xiao Ying, what’s happened to Xiao Wei?”

Zhang Dongliang asked.

When her husband approached, Liu Ying hugged Zhang Dongliang and cried, “Xiao Wei might not have much longer to live.”

“What?”

Zhang Dongliang could hardly believe it.

Wasn’t it just asthma?

How could Zhang Wei’s life be hanging by a thread so soon?

“The doctor has just confirmed that Xiao Wei has advanced lung cancer.

Now, whether he receives treatment or not, it makes no difference; I’m afraid Xiao Wei might not last more than a few days.”

As soon as Liu Ying finished speaking, Zhang Dongliang felt as if the sky was collapsing on him.

He found himself unable to respond for a long time, his mind a complete blank.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Zhang Dongliang asked, “When did this happen?”

“Xiao Wei started feeling unwell right after he finished taking his graduation photos.

Then, when he was brought to the hospital for examination, the doctor was able to confirm through X-rays and CT scans that he had lung cancer.

He’s now in the ICU receiving treatment, but, I’m afraid chemotherapy is futile.”

Liu Ying said through intermittent sobs.

“What should we do?”

Zhang Dongliang thought to himself.

He no longer cared about whether Zhang Wei was going to take the college entrance exam; he was more worried about whether Zhang Wei was truly about to be gone.

At his and Liu Ying’s age, they were indeed capable of having a second child, and they had plans for that.

But lately, Zhang Wei had been showing symptoms of discomfort continuously.

If Zhang Wei were truly gone, he would really have to consider having a second, or even a third child with Liu Ying.

However, what puzzled him was how Zhang Wei could have suddenly reached the late stages of lung cancer without any warning.

Hadn’t the hospital and doctors failed to detect that Zhang Wei had the mid-stage of lung cancer during the full-body check-up earlier?

Generally speaking, early-stage lung cancer doesn’t show clear symptoms, so it goes undetected by hospitals.

But by the mid-stage, if proper examinations and tests are conducted, it is usually diagnosable.

Zhou Bao was detected at the mid-stage and underwent various treatments.

It now seemed as though Zhang Wei had suddenly been diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer.

When Zhao Wentong and the other two attending physicians came out of the ICU, Zhang Dongliang hurriedly asked, “Director Zhao, how is my son doing?”

Zhao Wentong shook his head and said, “Mr.

Zhang, I truly apologize, but the hospital is powerless in this circumstance.

You need to be prepared mentally; it’s likely a matter of a day or two now.”

Right after Zhao Wentong finished speaking, Liu Ying fainted.

Zhang Dongliang caught her and helped her sit down on one side.

After a long time, Liu Ying’s expression began to ease.

But with this news confirmed again, although she had been mentally prepared, she did not know what to do.

“Is there really no way to treat it?”

Zhang Wei asked.

Zhao Wentong shook his head.

This kind of advanced-stage lung cancer had a mortality rate of one hundred percent; there was almost no chance.

If it had been the mid-stage, treatment could only have extended the patient’s life for a while.

As for a complete recovery, he didn’t believe it was possible.

Zhao Wentong and the other two attending physicians all suggested the same thing, urging Zhang Dongliang and his wife to be mentally prepared.

In the event that Zhang Wei truly passed away suddenly, they should not be too heartbroken.

“Director Zhao, I understand,” Zhang Dongliang said.

After Zhao Wentong and his colleagues left, Zhang Dongliang paced back and forth.

About a half an hour later, a female nurse came out and allowed Zhang Dongliang and the others to enter and see Zhang Wei.

Once inside, they found Zhang Wei covered with medical devices, his appearance already quite different from that of a healthy person.

Liu Ying held Zhang Wei’s hand but didn’t know what to say.

After leaving the intensive care room, Zhang Dongliang thought of Vice President Zhou Peng and immediately headed to Zhou Peng’s office.

It was already lunchtime, and Zhou Peng was about to go to the hospital cafeteria when he saw Zhang Dongliang approaching hurriedly, looking very upset.

Zhou Peng asked, “Mr.

Zhang, what’s the matter?”

Zhang Dongliang had sought out Zhou Peng many times due to Zhang Wei’s condition, including that time with insomnia, which had been cured by Ye Qiu at Zhou Peng’s request.

“President Zhou, Xiao Wei has just been diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer; the doctors have told us to prepare ourselves mentally,” Zhang Dongliang shared.

“Late-stage lung cancer?” Zhou Peng was also somewhat incredulous.

After all, cancer and tumors were almost incurable, and Zhou Peng was well aware of this sensitivity.

If one truly hoped to cure late-stage illness, it could only be described as miraculous.

Moreover, this was late-stage lung cancer, likely with a hundred percent fatality rate.

However, Zhou Peng remembered that not long ago, Zhou Dabao, the chairman of Zhou Dabao Jewelry Group, also had late-stage lung cancer, and it was Ye Qiu who had saved Zhou Bao at a critical moment.

All the cancer cells in Zhou Bao’s body had disappeared, which to this day baffles the doctors at Jinling Hospital.

But Zhou Peng knew that when the medical staff at Jinling Hospital were unable to treat a late-stage lung cancer patient, only Ye Qiu had the capability to cure them.

Zhang Dongliang nodded, and Zhou Peng said, “This illness, I’m afraid the doctors won’t be able to save him.

However, some time ago, Zhou Bao, the chairman of Zhou Dabao Jewelry Group, also had late-stage lung cancer and was eventually cured.”

“Is that really possible?” Zhang Dongliang asked in amazement.

“Of course.”

Zhou Peng naturally referred to Ye Qiu.

“Who cured him?” Zhang Dongliang inquired.

“Doctor Ye, that Ye Qiu from your son’s class,” Zhou Peng revealed.

Zhang Dongliang was astonished; he hadn’t expected it was Ye Qiu who had cured Zhou Bao’s illness.

But given the conflict between Ye Qiu and Zhang Wei, getting Ye Qiu to treat Zhang Wei might be very difficult.

“Then could you please ask him to come treat my son?” Zhang Dongliang asked.

At this point, Zhang Dongliang didn’t care about anything else; if Ye Qiu could cure Zhang Wei’s illness, neither the past conflicts nor the cost mattered to him.

Zhou Peng wasn’t very clear about the conflict between Ye Qiu and Zhang Wei, but he remembered that last time Ye Qiu treated Zhang Wei, he charged for it.

If Ye Qiu was to treat Zhang Wei this time, Zhou Peng assumed that he would likely charge as well.

“Mr.

Zhang, the last time Doctor Ye treated Chairman Zhou, he charged five million for the treatment,” Zhou Peng mentioned beforehand.

“No problem,” Zhang Dongliang agreed without hesitation.

The five million was no longer an issue for Zhang Dongliang; he had already spent one million on treating insomnia, let alone for late-stage lung cancer now.

“Then I’ll give Doctor Ye a call first.”